Changping Village.

Yang Huazhong and Luo Tiejiang are both action-minded and do what they say.

That night they all drank soju to strengthen their courage. After nightfall, most people in the village were probably asleep. The two of them put on their cotton-padded jackets and brought necessary tools such as hatchets, sticks, gongs, cut firecrackers, and windproof lanterns.

Out the door.

The two of them walked through every alley in the village, stopping to watch at every remote corner.

Especially around the courtyards of some relatively well-off people, or near the homes of some lonely elderly people.

"It looks like things will be calm tonight." Yang Huazhong looked around, then looked up at the moon above his head, and said.

Blacksmith Luo also took out his cigarette stick and took a few puffs, then nodded and said, "The thief probably knows that we are patrolling tonight, so he is very smart!"

"What a dog said!" Yang Huazhong spat on the ground and stamped his feet.

"It's quite cold at night!" he said, reaching into his pocket to keep warm, and then he touched something.

I took it out and looked at it, and found that the expression looked a little strange.

Under the moonlight, Blacksmith Luo also saw what Yang Huazhong took out from his pocket and laughed.

"Eighty percent of it was stuffed into your pocket secretly by your younger siblings." Blacksmith Luo said.

Yang Huazhong shook his head, "I don't even know when she stuffed it,"

Blacksmith Luo said: "So does your sister-in-law. I suspect they have made an appointment."

"Ah? Brother blacksmith, you also have an amulet on you?" Yang Huazhong couldn't laugh or cry.

The two old men vowed to catch the mysterious thief and break the ridiculous rumor that it was a ghost who stole things.

As a result, two people went out to catch a thief, and they both wore amulets? Isn't it funny?

"Hey, when I was going out, your sister-in-law also secretly stuffed that into my pocket, and I scolded her. She was still unhappy when I went out!" Blacksmith Luo said.

Yang Huazhong shook his head, feeling helpless, "They women believe that."

The two of them smoked together for a while, and then continued to patrol the front.

When they were approaching Heifeng's grocery store, Blacksmith Luo suddenly stretched out his hand to stop Yang Huazhong.

"What's wrong, Brother Luo?" Yang Huazhong asked in a low voice.

Blacksmith Luo made a silent gesture towards him, then tiptoed behind the nearby courtyard wall, and put his ear against the wall to listen.

Yang Huazhong looked around and saw nothing strange. The dogs didn't even bark.

He also followed over, imitating blacksmith Luo and pressing his face against the wall.

As soon as he posted it like this, he immediately realized something was wrong.

"What is this noise?" Yang Huazhong asked Blacksmith Luo in a low voice.

Blacksmith Luo looked around and said, "The noise came from under our feet."

Underfoot?

Yang Huazhong quickly buried his head to look at the ground under his feet. He suddenly became nervous and moved his feet to the side for several steps. He felt as if something was scratching him on the soles of his feet. There was a numbness and itching, a huge

There was no place to stay on the ground.

"How can there be anything down here? That's impossible!" Yang Huazhong said again.

Blacksmith Luo knelt down, tapped the ground lightly with his hand, and looked around again: "There must be something down here."

"Then... I'll go find someone, bring everyone here, and we'll dig right in?" Yang Hua was loyal and planned to give him a hard blow.

Blacksmith Luo shook his head, "Don't act rashly. Let's take a closer look. Who knows what it will be!"

The two men found a place nearby to hide, and without blinking, their eyes locked on the piece of land where there was a strange noise.

While the two people were waiting, they talked about two more places, which were similar to this one.

One is the cellar of a family in Jiangjia Village whose village has been destroyed, and the corpse in the cellar found under the Xiangjia Caochang...

Another one is Lijia Village. At that time, the old bachelor in Lijia Village dug a passage under his toilet, which led directly to the secret room under the rich man Li's house a long time ago.

Because Rich Man Li was a follower of the Black Lotus Sect at that time, his secret room contained many children's offerings used to sacrifice to the evil god of the Black Lotus Sect...

Based on the above analysis, both places are evil places, full of resentment and killing, sin and pain.

"It would be really terrible if a ghost place like that was dug out in our village!" Yang Huazhong said in a deep voice, his face pale in the moonlight.

Blacksmith Luo said: "Keep an eye on it first, don't try to alert the enemy. Even if we really dig, we have to wait for Qing'er and Tang Yazi to come back and let them take charge of this matter."

"Even if it doesn't work, we have to go to the government. We must not do it ourselves. If we cause unnecessary casualties, it will be difficult to explain."

Yang Huazhong nodded vigorously. He and Blacksmith Luo had thought of it together, and now they would just stare.

This place is the closest to the nearby grocery store of Heifeng's family. Let's keep an eye on it for now, and wait until tomorrow to go to Heifeng and others to make some inquisitive inquiries to see if any of their people living here have felt anything strange.

Yang Huazhong and Blacksmith Luo stared at him for most of the night.

I don't know when the moon has disappeared behind the clouds, and everything is pitch black. This is the time when people are most sleepy.

The two of them pulled their eyelids with their fingers, stuffed dry tobacco shreds into their nostrils to stimulate themselves with the spicy smell, pinched their thighs, and tried every means to prevent themselves from dozing off. Anyway, they just stared at the person who made any strange movements.

place……

I don't know how much time passed, but suddenly a woman's exclamation came from the courtyard of Heifeng's house in front.

Yang Huazhong and Blacksmith Luo looked at each other, and Yang Huazhong said: "It seems like a black phoenix is ​​calling!"

"Have a look!"

The two of them rushed out like a storm and trotted outside the courtyard of Heifeng's house. They saw the light in the house and Heifeng was really screaming inside.

"Thief, thief!"

"Heifeng, open the door, I'm Uncle Li Zheng!"

"I am Blacksmith Luo!"

Soon, Hei Feng came over in a panic and opened the courtyard door.

Heifeng's hair was disheveled and his eyes were sleepy, but his whole person was in shock.

When I ran over and opened the courtyard door, I tripped because I was running too fast, and one of my shoes fell into the middle of the courtyard.

"We were just patrolling outside and heard you shouting, what's going on?" After the door opened, Yang Huazhong looked into the yard and asked Hei Feng loudly.

Hei Feng struggled to get up from the ground and pointed toward the house, his tongue trembling: "There is a riot in my house, there is a thief!"

Yang Huazhong and Blacksmith Luo's expressions darkened. They looked at each other and rushed into the yard at the same time, heading straight for the stolen main room.

Heifeng's family runs a grocery store. The main room is filled with all kinds of goods for sale. They have simple wooden cabinets. The counter is also filled with various bottles and cans for snacks, as well as weighing scales.

Abacus, paper and pen for accounting, etc.

"Aren't all the things here?"
Chapter completed!